Never look at a psychologist’s lipstick! 催眠 Shocking truth about hypnosis! Hypno ASMR LOA brainwash

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Chapters
00:01 Vanessa talking
00:34 looking at her lipstick
01:29 you are feeling sleepy
02:34 deeply hypnotized ASMR
02:59 mindlessly brainwashed

Vanessa noticed her client, Mark, sneaking glances at her reflection in the mirror. She was reapplying a deep crimson shade of lipstick, the kind that left a striking impression. His gaze lingered a little too long, curiosity mixed with an underlying tension. She saw an opportunity and seized it.

“Long day, isn’t it, Mark?” she said, her voice smooth and soothing. “You must be exhausted after all that overtime work.”

Mark shook his head, resisting. “I’m fine. Just a bit tired, that’s all.”

Vanessa turned towards him, still holding the lipstick, and began twirling it slowly in her fingers, the deep red glinting in the dim office light. “Are you sure? You look like you could use some relaxation. Just watch the lipstick for a moment… See how it goes round and round. It’s perfectly natural to feel sleepy… to let go.”

Mark’s heart raced as he watched the lipstick twirl, round and round. He tried to resist, tried to look away, but the slow, rhythmic movement drew him in, the crimson shade blurring into a hypnotic swirl. His eyelids grew heavy, and the office seemed to fade into a haze. The more he fought, the heavier his limbs felt.

“No… I shouldn’t,” he murmured, struggling against the growing fog in his mind.

“Shhh,” Vanessa whispered, her voice wrapping around his thoughts like velvet. “Just relax, Mark. Let yourself drift… It feels so good to give in. You’re so tired. It’s okay to close your eyes now.”

Mark’s resistance crumbled, his eyelids fluttering shut. He felt his body sag into the chair, his mind sinking into darkness. Vanessa’s voice filled the void, seeping into every corner of his consciousness. It felt like her words were sinking deeper inside, reaching places he couldn’t control.

“Now, Mark,” she said softly, “whenever you see me wearing this shade of lipstick, you will feel sleepy, deeply hypnotized… Your mind will grow quiet, and you will obey my commands without question. You will come to see me three times a week, paying whatever price I set. You’ll crave the sound of my voice, feel a deep, satisfying need to be here… with me.”

Mark nodded slowly, his will bending to her every word. He was caught, wrapped in a web of suggestions too intricate to escape. Her voice was becoming everything—soothing, commanding, inescapable.

“And when you awaken,” Vanessa continued, “you will remember none of this. It will be as if this session never happened, and yet… you will return to me, again and again.” She smiled, knowing that each visit would pull him deeper under her spell, binding him tighter to her control.

She counted him back up, bringing him back to full consciousness. Mark opened his eyes, dazed but unaware of what had transpired. The lipstick was gone, tucked back into her purse, and Vanessa greeted him with a casual smile.

“Same time next week?” she asked.

He nodded without hesitation. “Of course. I feel like I could really use these sessions.”

As he left her office, the faintest trace of the deep crimson still lingered on her lips, just enough for him to catch a glimpse of it. A strange comfort washed over him as he glanced back at her, as though something within him was already yearning to return. Vanessa smiled, knowing she had just secured herself a lifelong client, one who would return again and again, powerless to resist her voice or the shade of red that now controlled his life.

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